- Jay Peterson: Are you gonna kill me?
- Murphy: Not 'til you get the safe open.
- [Murphy smiles]
- Murphy: Now that's a joke. Open the safe.
- Murphy: Pork chop, pork chop. Greasy, greasy. We beat your team, fuckin easy easy. WHOOO! Go Wombats!
- Michael Zane: Finish your fries.
- Jesse Waingrow: You can't tell me what to do. You're not my dad.
- Michael Zane: Didn't anybody ever tell you about starving kids in Africa?
- Jesse Waingrow: Why? Are you gonna send them my fries?
- Michael Zane: I've got good news and bad news.
- Jesse Waingrow: What's the good news?
- Michael Zane: Your mom's in the trunk.
- Jesse Waingrow: What's the bad news?
- Michael Zane: She's still alive.
- [after Hanson was held at gunpoint]
- Hanson: You make me laugh, you know that? I can't imagine what goes through that sick fuckin' mind of yours. Sometimes I actually think you believe you're the King himself. You know that? And what is it with those sideburns anyway? I glued mine on for the job. For you, it's an actual lifestyle choice. It's fucking sad, man.
- Murphy: Nevertheless, I do know the golden rule.
- Hanson: And what's that, sweetheart?
- Murphy: Fuck the gold.
- [Murphy shoots Hanson in the leg]
- Murphy: He who has the nickel plating makes the rules.
- Cybil Waingrow: Uh, you're making that cigarette look really good.
- Michael Zane: You're making that dress look good!
- [quick cut to bedroom scene and the two having wild sex]
- Cybil Waingrow: This looks beautiful.
- Murphy: It's one of my favorite pieces.
- Cybil Waingrow: Yeah. Where's it from?
- Murphy: [whispers] Out my ass.
- Cybil Waingrow: Excuse me.
- Murphy: It's an African piece.
- Cybil Waingrow: Looks Egyptian to me